This is a song about "No sticks"

Ma shit hits u like a hammer n sticks to ur face!,

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

Self made coming soon

No failed romances, no second glances,

Mr. absoulute the most incredible at this

Sherm-sticks, rollin' blunts, smokin' up, and dope is cheap,

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

To something i don't deserve. words hurt more than sticks or stones.

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

Swap the ram sticks, boot and hope that this is it

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

Nigga's shit bricks when they see my sticks,

Just another product of this matrix